AN: I don't own MI High, or anything else you recognise. I just own Demi, Jamie, David, Amanda, Patterson and Amy.
Demi's POV.
"I think Samantha is a very pretty name. It's much nicer then Jamela. Jamela is a stupid name." Jamie said, as we sat outside school waiting for the bell to go.
"No it isn't. What's your full name? I'm sure it's lovely." David asked.
"Jamela Arielle Sanders. Arielle was my grandmother's name, and Jamela was the female equivalent of my father's name." Jamie explained.
"That's a beautiful name, at least yours has meaning. Mine is David Kieran Sanders. My mother got lazy after having six children." David said.
"Six? God, that's a lot of kids." Jamie replied.
"Indeed. And they all hated me. They were all girls. I didn't fit in." David answered.
"Why are we having this conversation?" I asked.
"I honestly have no idea." Jamie shrugged, as David laughed.
"I think we're meant to be convincing you that your name is nice. I think." He said.
"Is that what we're doing?" Jamie asked. I shook my head, and laughed.
"Ever the genius Jai." I said.
"Hey! I'm brighter than David! Although that's not hard." Jamie remarked.
"Oi! Shut it Jamela!" David retorted. Jamie swore at him, and said,
"Never call me that. I mean it. Only my mother ever called me that." She bit her lip and looked down. Oh god. I forgot. Two months to the day since her mother died. I put my hand comfortingly on her shoulder, as David said, "What? What did I say?"
"Shut it David." Jamie muttered.
"I agree. Be quiet David." I said. He sighed, and got up.
"Fine, I'll go then!" He called, walking into the school. Jamie sighed, and got up.
"Later Dems. I'd better go apologise." She said, before leaving. I leaned my head back and sighed, before checking my watch. School would begin in 2 minutes. I picked up my bag, and went to enter the school, when a hand on my wrist stopped me. I turned to come face to face with a old woman. "Who are you?" I asked, trying to pull away.
"Samantha? Is that you?" She said, clutching tightly to my wrist.
"Who are you?" I repeated.
"Do you not remember me? You only moved away 2 months ago! It's me, Mrs Harris, your old neighbour?" She said, smiling.
"I think you've got me confused with someone else. My name is Demi, not Samantha." I stated.
"No, it's definitely you Sam. How's your mother?" She asked.
"My mother's dead. Now, go away. You have me confused with someone else." I said.
"No I don't. Samantha, stop playing this silly game, you strange girl. Look, I have this photo. This is you, is it not?" She said, handing me a photo. Well, the girl certainly looked like me. There was one thing though. She had her arms draped around my mother's shoulders, and the man smiling next to my mother looked like Harry! "Told you! That's your mother, you, and your brother." She said. My brother? I stared at her. Who is this woman? Why wouldn't she leave me alone?
"Demi? Who's this?" My dad said, wandering over us, carrying a broom.
"No one important." I said, as the bell went. "I'm going to have to go, see you later." I added, running into school. Who was this woman? As I entered class, Jamie glanced at me. "You OK? You look kinda pale."
"I'm fine." I said, as McNab entered the room.
"Sit down! I have some news to give to you, courtesy of Mr Flatley." He yelled. We complied, and he continued. "St Hearts has been invited to take part in a survival weekend in Uttland. You are the lucky class who has been selected to take part. Attendance will be compulsory, unless you have exceptional circumstances." He began to hand out letters. "The trip will be next week. I will not be going, the trip will be run by Mr Flatley. Mr Sanders, am I boring you? It's just that you appear to be more interested in Miss London than me." He asked.
"No sir." David meekly replied, as Tom glared at him.
"Anyway, that's enough trivia for today. Homework time!" McNab gleefully said. Jamie sighed loudly, and he stared at her. "Oh, I'm sorry Miss Sanders, is my homework interfering with your social life? It must run in the family." He said, causing Jamie to clench her fists.
"Calm down Jai." I murmured. She glared at me, and closed her eyes.
"Sorry sir." She muttered.
"Good girl Sanders. Now, in today's lesson, we shall be studying sonnets, and going on to write our own. Your homework will be to write 5 sonnets, and to annotate them. Got that Sanders?" He asked, looking at David.
"Yes sir." He answered.
"Good, I know you have issues with homework and handing it in on time." McNab said, turning to write on the board.
Eventually the lesson ended, and we are able to leave. We walked in awkward silence for a while, until I broke it. "Alright, what happened?" I asked.
"Nothing." David said, looking down.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"I may have called her mother stupid." David murmured.
"You did what?" I said, hitting him lightly on the head with my folder. "You idiot!"
"Ow! Well, I know that now! I wasn't told she died!"
"She's your aunt. Were you not invited to the funeral?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Well, she died two months ago today." I said, as my pencil begun to flash. "I'm going to have to go. Apologise to her. Now." I said, walking off, and heading to HQ. I found Dan and Aneisha stood by the cupboard. "What's wrong with Jamie?" Dan asked.
"David upset her. It doesn't matter." I said, as Tom and Zoe joined us, and we entered the lift. Wonder what the mission was this time?
AN: And I'm going to end it there! Thank you for reading! So, if you couldn't tell, this is the beginning of episode 11. It also is the build up to the ending of my own storyline involving Demi and Amy. Oh, and M.I. High Fan2000, I will indeed be doing season 7 when it starts, but only if people want me to do it. Thanks for constantly reviewing! So, that's the question of the chapter, do you want me to do season 7 when it airs next year? Anyway, hope you enjoyed!